Archive of the defunct AOL Journal Musings from Mâvarin (2004-2005, with intermittent postings through 1/5/08).

Sunday, August 7, 2005

Fiction: Mall of Mâvarin, Part Twenty-One

Nobody reassured me last week when I expressed my worry that this serial was "getting awfully lame, and too dependent on stuff most of you have never read." I'll take that as agreement with this depressing assessment. Hours after I prepared the header for this entry, I still had no clue what to write in the installment itself. But I eventually did what I always do, and started writing anyway. I hope it's okay!

The easiest way to catch up on past installments of this serial is on Messages from Mâvarin at http://mavarin.blogspot.com. Synopses to Parts One through Six can be found at the top of Part Seven. Synopses to Parts Eight through Thirteen can be found at the top of Part Fourteen. Synopses to Parts Fourteen through Eighteen are at the top of Part Nineteen. The installments themselves can be read in order on Blogspot using the sidebar.

Part Nineteen: Li Ramet, Lee Ramirez and Joshua Wander go off to try to reverse the effects of Li's modified portal spell, which, along with the appearance of Josh's magic castle, apparently caused all the trouble. Meanwhile, Rani and Randy announce they have successfully returned their own minds and spirits to the right bodies. Rani sets out to try to help Carl and Carli do the same. Despite being only a bookish high school student in a strange and magical land, Randy Foster thinks he has acquired sufficient magic and knowledge to sort out Cathma and Cathy as well. They sit down together to let him try.

Part Twenty: In mindtouch with Randy, the girl who thinks of herself as Cathma is told that she is really Cathy after all. According to Randy, Li's spell is more an accidental "mindpush" (magical brainwashing) than an actual transfer mind and spirit. Randy takes Cathy on a whirlwind tour through the memories of her own life, until she feels like herself again rather than the Queen of Mâvarin. At the same time, Randy helps the real Queen Cathma to reclaim her own identity. The process leaves Randy exhausted—and there are still dozens of people from Dewitt and Mâvarin who need similar help.

Part Twenty-One: All Together Now

Cathy, Cathma and Randy returned to the others. “How did it go?” Rani asked. Cathy could tell he was speaking Mâvarinû, but she understood anyway. She had no idea whether the ability was coming from, or how long it would last, but for now it was useful. She decided not to worry about it.

“Cathy, you’re…well, you’re not exactly expendable,” Randy said. “Not to Carl or your uncle, and not to me. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“As opposed to waiting in here for an unreliable magician and his college student lookalike to fix things, supervised only by some interdimensional vagabond we’ve hardly met? Yes, I’m sure. Don’t worry. I’ll be right back. And anyway, it’s not as if I’ll be in mortal danger or anything.”

Carl had a serious look on his face as he opened the door for her, but he didn’t say anything. He probably didn’t know what to say. She flashed him what she hoped was a reassuring smile before stepping outside.

The first thing she noticed was that the piece of Shoppingtown that now surrounded her did not look the same as before. For one thing, it was more familiar to her as Cathy than it ever could have been as Cathma. For another, the storefronts looked more intact now, less distorted, with more architectural details (such as walls and posts), more furnishings, and more store displays and racks of merchandise. There was even a ceiling now. Cathy could no longer see the sky.

The second thing she noticed was a sudden influx of Cathma’s memories. Yes, she still remembered her counterpart’s life, or remembered it again. This time, though, it didn’t bother her. She knew she was Cathy Salazar. She remembered her own life, and it was no longer strange to her. That was enough.

“I think it’s safe to come out,” she called back into the blue castle. “I’m still Cathy, and you guys should really see this.”

At that moment, Lee and Li came around a corridor from the direction of the pet shop. Li (really Lee) looked pleased with himself. His counterpart looked more worried than triumphant. Right behind them, Joshua Wander also looked uneasy.

“See what I did?” the renegade magician said proudly. “I put the mall back together!”

“You had help,” Josh said pointedly.

“Yeah, but we did it! I didn’t know I could do anything like this.”

“But now Shoppingtown is in Mâvarin,” Cathy protested. “How are you going to get it back to Dewitt?”

You are looking at an archive edition of Musings from Mâvarin, the AOL Journal I wrote from Tuesday, March 23, 2004 through November 2005, and intermittently thereafter. It was my first-ever blog on any service.

The last version of the old journal's header said:

Included essays, photos, poetry, polls, trivia, rants, and weekly fiction entries from the author of the pending Mâvarin and Joshua Wander novels. This blog was abandoned in late 2005, but is occasionally revived on a limited basis. Please visit http://outmavarin.blogspot.com for my daily postings.

About Me

Author of magazine articles, trading cards, and the Mâvarin novels. Intermittently seeking an agent and a publisher. Accountant, church webmaster, ex-fanzine editor. Married since 1979, one husband, no kids, two dogs, no cats.
Email is mavarin2 at gmail.com. Home is Casa Blocher, better known as The Museum of the Weird. Welcome!